A group of four people, each holding a piece of intersecting colored chime stone in their hands, walked neither fast nor slow, looking at the exquisitely carved palace scenery all the way, and went to the exit of the courtyard in the west of the secret mansion together.

Lu Cong, who was at the end, looked left and right, and wanted to step forward and touch everything he hadn't seen before, thinking that he could finally pick up a leak in this secret mansion, even if the ghost girl was missing just now, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and regarded it as a hallucination and left it behind.

is walking, Hu Lunyun and Yi Chu Dao people chatted about interesting things in Tiannan and Haibei, although Hu Lun Yun went to not many places, but heard a lot, and Yi Chu Dao people talked very harmoniously, the two gags, Xiao Fengqi, who did not drink, also interjected from time to time, although it was not very interesting, but it also had a different meaning.

"Master, I heard that there are five hanging mountains in the extreme north of the barren sea, which are extremely magnificent, I don't know if it's true?" Hu Lunyun asked Yi Chu Daoist as he touched the short-bladed long knife that had been sheathed.

Yi Chu Daoist pondered for a moment, and replied word by word: "Indeed, the scene of the five hanging mountains, if you see it once, it is enough to forget it for a lifetime! The hanging place of the five hanging mountains is boundless, standing on the edge of the sea cliff closest to the five hanging mountains, looking at it from afar: the snow can hardly cover its edge, and the clouds in the sky do not stop it from hanging high. From a distance, if the soldiers are in formation, it is unstoppable, and it seems that the cold altar is extremely standing up closely, and it is shocking. ”

Hu Lunyun on the side was stunned when he heard this, his fists clenched tightly, and after listening, he hurriedly asked, "Has the master ever seen it with his own eyes?"

Xiao Fengqi, who was beside Yi Chu Daoist, also pricked his ears and listened carefully to Yi Chu Daoist's detailed words.

Yi Chudao smiled slightly, and told his experience at that time: "At the beginning, Poor Dao had important things to do in Beicangzhou, but the matter was not done, but he was chased by the enemy who blocked the road. There was no way, so I had to go to the north of the barren sea, and at that time, I was lucky, and the poor road did not die under the five hanging mountains, and I was able to see it closely. However, its proximity is extremely powerful, if it is not a little ability, Poor Dao is afraid that it will be like those ice and dry bones under the Wuhang Mountain, burying the corpses in it, and suffering from the cold wind for ten thousand years. Yi Chu Daoren said at the end, and there was a feeling of palpitations.

Xiao Fengqi blinked, and instead had a trace of yearning for the extremely dangerous Wuhang Mountain, he asked Yi Chu Daoren, "Dao Chief, what is there under the Wuhang Mountain?" have you entered the Wuhang Mountain?"

Yi Chu Daoist shook his head and said: "There is ice under the Five Hanging Mountains, and through the ice, it can be seen that there are countless corpses buried in it, presumably there was an extremely tragic battle, so that the remnants of the slaughter turned into a cold wind, sweeping everywhere, and the scene was extremely impressive. Moreover, there is an extremely powerful prohibition at the bottom of the mountain, and the poor Dao has taken a risk, but he can't get in, and it is difficult for the poor Dao to imagine whether there is really anyone in this world who can enter it? The poor Dao once imagined that if someone reached the cultivation of the heavens, he must be able to take the risk and enter, and then he might be able to unlock the secret of the Five Hanging Mountains! Hey! The poor Dao is afraid that it will be a little difficult in this life!" After saying this, Yi Chu Dao sighed for a while, and felt a little emotional that he could not slip into the Five Hanging Mountains.

After listening to what Yi Chu Daoist said, Xiao Fengqi's eyes lit up, and he muttered in a low voice: "Such a dangerous place, I will definitely go to find out in the future!" The spear behind him also buzzed. Xiao Fengqi happily took out a wine wood gourd, poured a few sips, and slowly soaked his cheeks with a touch of red, and his steps were a little happy.

When Hu Lunyun heard this description, he felt that if he could take a look at the five hanging mountains from a distance, he would be content, and even if he returned to the mountains in the future, he would be able to brag more with those boys.

After the three of them finished chatting about Wuhang Mountain, they pulled to the south of the barren sea where the route of the abandoned jade ferry was located, and Yi Chu Daoist hugged his robe, and told the two of them about the strange customs and customs of the coastal continents like a few family treasures. Hu Lunyun listened very carefully, like a student, nodded again and again when he heard the strangeness, and asked Yi Chu Daoist questions from time to time; Xiao Fengqi didn't make such a fuss, but he was just checking and filling in the gaps, after all, he was alone and had traveled to all sides for a long time, and he knew most of what Yi Chu Dao said.

After walking through two forest garden paths, everyone walked into a courtyard, passed through this courtyard, and then walked forward with a pillar of incense, and they could reach the west courtyard where the exit was located.

The courtyard environment where the four people are located is deep and quiet and beautiful, implying a girl's boudoir atmosphere, and the carving on a two-story wooden and stone building in the courtyard is smart and lively, which is mostly a woman's favorite thing. A shallow pond next to the small building, a few fish swimming, looking around, you can see the bamboo dotted spar in the four seas, the night flowers in all directions are embellished in it, there are also shaped like slugs, accompanied by the sea butterflies with wings gradually flying around, the long tail fluttering, a dream pond vision, so that in the eyes of outsiders, the layout of this place is lined with the builder of the yard is very fond of this yard.

Lu Cong, who was looking left and right, quietly pushed the door into the two-story wooden and stone building with oil on the soles of his feet when the three people in front of him walked forward, and the Yi Chu Daoist in front glanced back, didn't say anything, and let Lu Cong go.

Lu Cong, who was full of joy, was dumbfounded after entering the pavilion, there was almost nothing in it, there were only a few white rock tables and chairs in the huge hall, in addition, there were pitted walls around it, it can be seen that the astigmatism pearls on it were all dug up, and Lu Cong, who was a little stunned, was amazed that those monks who dug three feet into the ground were really like locusts crossing the border, leaving not an inch of grass.

Lu Cong, who was not very desperate, went up the stairs to the second floor again, but as expected, just like downstairs, there was nothing else to see, and the building seemed to have only an empty shelf left. Lu Cong, who was carefully searching on the second floor, saw a row of several uneven clay pots in a corner of the main hall, several of which had been broken, and the fragments were still in their place, and no one cared about them. The appearance of these clay pots is extremely ordinary, and they are not even as good as the porcelain pots burned in the world, and it is estimated that it is because of this, so there are still so many left here, quietly watching over this pavilion.

Lu Cong pursed his lips, and touched one of the shortest clay pots with his upper hand, which was just right in his hand. After Lu Cong picked it up, he played with it in his hand, thinking that he was going out anyway, so just leave a thought!

Lu Cong, who was already dead, walked out of the main hall, and didn't want to go to other rooms to see, but when he was about to go downstairs, he overheard a faint cry, coming from the innermost room on the second floor, Lu Cong was a little scared, but he was curious and unbearable, struggled for a moment, and finally clenched the clay pot in his hand, and walked slowly inside.

"Crunch!", Lu Cong pushed open the innermost door, and saw the source of the cry, which was the ghost girl who appeared in front of him before!

Lu Cong was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the ghost girl with tears on her face had already sensed the sound, and stood up from the table and shouted, "Stop!"

Lu Cong, who hadn't taken a single step, was frightened by this sound, and the foot that was about to step out was immediately retracted, and then he put his hands behind his back and faced the ghost girl with a nervous face.

"Woo woo woo~!It's all your master's fault, and you mentioned my sad things again!It makes me extremely sad! I don't care! You have to be responsible for making me happy!" The sitting ghost girl crossed her hands on her hips and looked at Lu Cong with a puffed out of her face.

"Ah... This... I..."Lu Cong didn't know what to say for a while, thinking about how to escape so that he could catch up with Yi Chu Dao and them.

"What's your name?" asked the ghost girl suddenly.

"Lu Cong, what about you?" replied softly to Lu Cong, who was moving slightly under his feet.

"Did I let you ask me?"

“....”

"My name is Yiruo!" replied after a moment, but her voice was quieter.

"Oh, have you always lived here?" Lu Cong gradually relaxed, just looking at the direction of the door with the rest of his eyes.

"That's nature, this is my home! I have nowhere else to go! where can I go if I don't stay here?" said Yiruo with a look of vigour, but then he seemed to remember something, and his face changed into a sad look of tears, and his hands were propped on the table, covering his face.

Lu Cong didn't want to ask again, but when he saw Yiruo's pitiful appearance, he stopped again and kept turning the clay pot in his hand.

After a while, as if remembering something, or not talking to anyone for too long, he turned around and whispered: "I just slept at first, but when I woke up, I suddenly found that there was no one in the house, and there was no trace of the clansmen anywhere, and then I don't know how long I stayed here." Until one day, a large group of fierce monks came in for some reason, and when they saw something, they grabbed it, but they seemed to be unable to see me, and no matter how much I tried to stop it, it was useless, until I watched them remove everything from here. Slowly, these greedy monks don't let go of anything that seems valuable, do you understand the feeling of watching your home looted by robbers?"

After speaking, Yiruo suddenly fell silent again.

Lu Cong had a little more sympathy for Yiruo, perhaps because she had been alone for too long, and in the end she couldn't even protect the only home that she had deep sadness, Lu Cong's hands were put in front of him, walked to Yiruo's side, and put the clay pot in his hand on the table in front of Yiruo.

Yiruo raised his head: "Heh!" There was confusion in his eyes at first, but when he thought of Lu Cong's actions, he sneered again, and said viciously: "You are all the same!

Although Lu Cong sympathized with Yiruo in his heart, he thought that if he didn't catch up with Yi Chu Dao and them, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to go back, so he had to bow to Yiruo, and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, Yiruo! Although I feel sorry for what happened to you, I really have to go!" After Lu Cong finished speaking, he turned around and ran, "Knock knock!" He went down the stairs in the blink of an eye, then closed the door of the pavilion and ran quickly towards the western courtyard.

Leaving alone in the pavilion, he gritted his silver teeth, a little angry, it was rare that he could talk to this person for so long, he had long been unable to hold back, thinking about it, he was irritable for a while, and suddenly his heart was horizontal, he must not just let go of this kid, this kid who can talk to himself.

Immediately, the embroidery window of the pavilion was opened and closed, and the clay pot on the table disappeared in a flash.

Lu Cong, who was running, was still a little guilty in his heart, but in an instant, he felt a sinking in his arms, and suddenly there was an extra clay pot, Lu Cong was surprised, and a voice immediately came out of it: "Lu Cong! I remember you! Don't just throw me away, I can only talk to you now, so this princess will follow you!"

Lu Cong secretly complained, but he couldn't shout loudly, so he had to say: "My aunt, why is it that only I can talk to you! You go find someone else! I still have something to do!"

"How do I know! I don't care! I can't find anyone else now, no one talks to me, I'm suffocating! I'll tell you! You can't get rid of me!"

Lu Cong held the clay pot in his arms in his hand, and threw it out as soon as his eyes were closed, no matter where he threw it, but in just a moment, the clay pot quietly appeared in his arms again, and Lu Cong, who didn't know what to do, didn't have time to think of other ways, and saw the three Yi Chu Dao people waiting for him at the exit that emitted silver light and looked back at him.

Lu Cong, who ran to him, was panting, his tongue couldn't be straightened, so he had to bend over and pant for breath, pointing at the back of his head, pointing at himself, and pointing at his arms.

"Third brother, what's wrong?" Hu Lunyun looked dazed.

Before Hu Lunyun could ask again, Yi Chu Daoren, who had caught a glimpse of the clay pot, pushed it, and then pulled Lu Cong into the portal together, and finally Xiao Fengqi looked back at the Wild Sea Secret Mansion for the last time, and then disappeared into the portal.